Rant

Can I just rant for a second?

What is it with people who take the elevator to go up...ONE EFFING FLOOR!?!?!?!? Do their legs not work? Do they not know where the stairs are? Are they afraid that there is some kind of pre-historic Trogdor-like monster lurking in the stairwell waiting for the unwary Nextel - oh sorry, SPRINT - employee to bumble into it so that it can 'burninate' them to a truly horrible and gruesome demise?

In the time it takes to go to the elevator, wait for it to come, get on, ride up the ONE floor, and get back to your office, you could have gotten there using the stairs at least 3 TIMES OVER.

USE YOUR LEGS, PEOPLE.

Creepy

Okay, so I know I've mentioned before that I know horoscopes are a bunch o' crap, but that doesn't stop me from looking at it every morning. And I must reiterate how creepy it is when it hits so close to home:

"It's time to build upon what you have recently started. With the Moon now in your 2nd House of Values, do whatever makes you feel good about yourself. Increasing self-esteem is your primary order of business. If you are not aligned with your inner self, you surely won't be able to be as productive as you prefer."

For those of you who understand the connection...creepy, huh?

Survey...cast your vote today!

Okay, so after speaking with MOST of the most important / influential people in my life, I definitely seem to have gotten a mixed reaction to the upcoming 'road trip' to Chicago over Labor Day weekend.

Just out of curiosity, what do you think? Do you think I will be okay to drive home by myself from Chicago (happens to be a 10+ hour trip)?

My female former co-workers ROCK.

Has anyone else noticed how quickly I changed my tune from last night?

I blame it on being a Gemini.....damn split personality....

Speaking of Geminis, how freaking scary is this? I know horoscopes are just crap, but how weird is it when actually applies to your life perfectly?

"You may have your ups and downs today, dear Gemini. You could get at least one phone call of the "good news, bad news" variety, and this could have your moods swinging back and forth like a pendulum. Try to stay centered. Take the good news as encouragement, and as for the bad news, try to consider it objectively and figure out ways to turn it to your advantage. There's always a way. Hang in there!"

As Keanu says, "Whoa...."

Oh yeah, I promised to fill you in on Crisis #2. But I don't have a lot of energy left after spending it all day on a pointless yet serious panic attack which has yet to run its entire course.

The reader's digest version:

The lady from Recruiting finally got back in touch with me to discuss the offer, and finally gave me a number. If you could call it a number. Suffice it to say - it was about 10k LESS than what I'm making now. I knew it would go down because you have to figure in benefits, but that was just way too low. So I stood up for myself and said no.

Holy crap I just told Nextel no. What have I done?

Apparently I'm "relatively safe" for the next three months or so, but eventually they will be getting rid of my position. The boss said he would try in the meantime to see if there is another position I could fill that would be more in my price range as he claims I'm an asset to the company and I'm doing a great job.

I'm not holding my breath. As a matter of fact, I can't seem to get my heart to slow down today... For those of you who have never had one, trust me: panic attacks SUCK.

That's It

I give up. Seriously.

despondent, inconsolable, scared shitless.

It appears as though no matter how good a person you are, the only people who can see that are your friends, which, unfortunately, are not the ones in charge of hiring.

!$##%@%^&*%^#$@^$#%&@#$@%

EFF EFF EFF EFF EFF

I overslept this morning and missed a CRUCIAL meeting this morning. I am so screwed. I am so screwed. I am so screwed.

Can this week get any worse?

Status:

Crisis #1: OVER. HA! Duration: 11 days. Done - fixed - everything is perfect again.

What I've learned from it:

• Sometimes yelling makes you feel better.
• Attitude is a choice.
• I choose to roll with the punches and grow to be a better person, instead of letting shit bog me down and let it take over my life and fill it with meaningless anxiety.
• I truly believe that I have the absolute best friends in the world (you two know who you are :-)

Crisis #2: Began today. Duration: Indefinite. I will fill you in tomorrow.

Fine, so I'm NOT a veterinarian...

Okay, okay, so the kitten was a boy. So sue me.

Just for that, I've decided my CAR is a girl. HA! Yes, the first girl car I have owned. For any of you who have not been introduced, her name is Jezerey.

And it's pretty much official - her first road trip will be CHICAGO!!!!!!!

I was going to make a point NOT to post for a while, seeing as I've been seemingly doing nothing BUT posting lately, plus I have to admit I'm kind of in a hermit-mode right now and really don't want to have much to do with the outside world. But more about the baby...

When they first brought my new baby up, it had 3 miles on it.

After just now getting home, there are now 84. Hmmm....

Well, I put 7 on it on the pre-buy "see if I really want it" test-drive, then I drove to work because I forgot to submit my timesheet yesterday, then I went to my parents because they were dying to see it (my mom has wanted one for quite some time now and is a little jealous), then home.

Then M called and said she was going to kidnap me and take me to A's to see the new kitten she just rescued today. Side note - A's condo / apartment: AWESOME place, I SO want to live there. The kitten is absolutely adorable - so funny because A said she "plucked her out of a tree like a piece of fruit." Apparently, I am also now the resident expert on cat gender...don't know how that happened, but the kitten is a girl, probably to be named Lucinda. But back to the car... ;-)

I think the first road trip I should take is to Chicago....

I love my new car.

Warm Fuzzy Feeling

From me to my temp agency (they sent out an email saying that some of their temps had not yet submitted their laptop expenses and if they didn't in THIS timesheet, that they would be issued a VIOLATION!!!! Take THAT!!)

So I replied:

I don't have a laptop.

Things are CRAZY - merger-mania!

Hope you're doing well. My boss says I'm doing a great job!

Danni

To which my recruiter lady replied:

I know and I empathize with you. Keep up the good work girl, good reports are definitely coming this way.

YAY ME and my WORK ETHIC!!! It WILL pay off in the end!!!

Happiness is:

• My cat snuggled up in my lap, completely content.
• Singing cheesy disco music at the top of my lungs.
• Not letting anyone take blame for anything, myself included - NO BLAME FOR YOU!! (to be said like the Soup Nazi from Seinfeld)
• The drowsiness and slightly burnt feeling I always have after a long day at the beach.
• CUH-HOLD ones.
• Orlando Bloom movies.... yummm
• Being self-sufficient and confident in my capabilities to provide for myself.
• Knowing I have an incredibly loving family that would do anything for me, even if they don't always say it out loud.
• The ass song. I mean really - how can you not dance and sing along when you hear it?
• Knowing no matter how far away my friends (or me for that matter) move, I WILL keep in touch because they mean the world to me.
• Having a kick ass speaker system for my computer...oh, yeah, I'm a geek.
• The fact that I consider a car an 'impulse buy.'
• Not being afraid to live, take risks, and keep on learning.
• My nieces and nephew screaming "Aunt Danni!!!" and running for me as fast as they can with arms outstretched to give me a huge hug.
• Seeing my parents practically cry in laughter at something "witty" I've said.
• Having no regrets.
  
  Wow - so many things to be happy about and thankful for - and that's just scraping the surface.
  
  Life is good.

On a Happier Note...

Deep Thoughts...By Jack Handy

If they ever come up with a swashbuckling School, I think one of the courses should be Laughing, Then Jumping Off Something.

Stream of Consciousness Crap

Okay, I'm going to temporarily not even try to hide everything with my usual sarcastic, smartass brand of "humor." I think I need to be serious with myself. I'll warn you now that I'm not really intending for anyone to take this post to heart - it's simply my outlet to record my feelings so that hopefully at some point in the future, I can look back and learn from them...wishful thinking, I know. Some people might call it a "mid-life crisis" - although I'm not really in my mid-life yet, so I don't know what the hell it is. And if it is, I had one of these about 4 years ago - so I shouldn't be allowed to have another one so soon. Isn't there a law against that? There should be. So now that I've bored you all senseless with the above, hopefully no one will be reading the following crap.

The same words and phrases just keep circling my mind .... consequences .... self-destruction ..... for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction ..... regression? ..... denial .... mountain out of a molehill .... self-delusion ..... desperation ...... forgiveness? ..... over-analyzing? ...... inability to deal with reality ..... self-generated drama ..... let it lie ..... inexplicable ...... you love this ass .... hey, wait - where the hell did that come from? Okay, so I can't go two paragraphs without *trying* to be funny. Self-defense mechanism.

I've come to a point where, now that I have therapy and medication and am not in danger of offing myself now, it's as if the subconscious demon is trying even harder to find chinks in the wall to further the self-destructive behavior that is so much a part of my personality; to bring me back to where I was. I'm terrified of being alone. I'm terrified of losing what is good in my life, and it's as if I'm subconsciously trying to sabotage everything to bring me back down, to bring myself to the reality in which I really will have achieved everything I am so absolutely afraid of happening.

Subconciously creating a hell and then trying to get there. Why?

The job: sure, I was miserable, but it was secure; there was no danger of me ever losing it. Was I really miserable? Did I create it all to put myself in jeopardy of losing my quality of living? Here I am, in limbo land in the midst of a major merger in which I might not make it out of an employee.

The friends: they're all wonderful - more than I deserve - I have a great thing going and then I go and try to ruin it all - and end up in limbo land again. I'm so afraid of losing them it's as if I'm pushing them away because - hell I don't know why. So that it will be my fault? So that I can berate myself once again for being stupid and push myself back into self-loathing mode? Why am I so determined to be unhappy? It appears as if I'm determined to hate myself. After all, if I hate myself, why wouldn't everyone else? No friends = no danger of losing friends. Where is the happy medium between being so secure you have friends that you take them for granted, and trying to hold onto them so tight you smother them?

"The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers."

Ever since I can remember, I have always imagined the worst that can happen. I suppose it's so that if it happens, I won't be as devastated if it does. Yes, that's a horrible way to live life. I could ask myself, why am I putting this all in such a public forum? Am I fishing for sympathy? Well, if that's true, then it just leads to more self-loathing for dragging other people into my hell.

Brief moment to listen to Candlebox...

"Now maybe
I didn't mean to treat you bad
But I did it anyway
And now maybe
Some would say your life was sad
But you lived it anyway
And so maybe
Your friends they stand around they watch you crumble
As you falter to the ground
And then someday
Your friends they stand beside as you were flying
Oh you were flying oh so high
But then someday people look at you for what they call their own
They watch you suffer
Yeah they hear you calling home
But then some day we could take our time
To brush the leaves aside so you can reach us
But you left me far behind

Now maybe
I didn't mean to treat you oh so bad
But I did it anyway
Now maybe some would say you're left with what you had
But you couldn't share the pain"

Okay - enough analysis. So how do I recover? Can I? This is such a fundamental aspect of my personality - can you ever really change the way you think?

"Well, I'm gonna get out of bed every morning... breath in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won't have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breathe in and out... and, then after a while, I won't have to think about how I had it great and perfect for a while."

OR we could switch to Chumbawamba...

"I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times:

'Oh Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Danny Boy...'

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down"

Whoa - that was a bit much. Let me reassure everyone, I'm not as bad as I sound here. Just want to take the time to really see what my issues are in hopes of being able to recover from my self-destructiveness. Because no matter what anyone might think in reading all this crap, it was all brought about by myself; no one else is to blame. Now it's time to heal.

More theories:

As evidenced by the number of responses I got to my "making a fool of myself for the world to see as I'm drunk and singing along at the top of my lungs to 'In the Navy," I have developed the following theory:

EVERYONE secretly loves disco music, I'm just the only one brave enough to admit it!!!

HA!!!

And so...

Well, the verdict is probably in - I will not be hired permanently. Anytime soon. :( The "good" news is that there were 3 positions up in the air before the merger, and mine was the only one to survive. According to J, they are not going to get rid of me, it just means that I will "be a contractor for much longer than we anticipated."

I guess there's a good side and a bad side to it all. As Chimera says, "just think of it as not having to commit." HA! Well, it means I make more money, but it means that I have no health insurance, and no vacation.

On an unrelated note - why can't you get Valium over the counter?

UGH....

Okay, someone just burnt some nasty-ass popcorn and you can now smell it on the ENTIRE 6TH FLOOR...ick ick ick ick ick... It's everywhere - you can't escape it!!!

Affirmation again

I just had lunch with one of my former co-workers - the first time I've actually left my building to go to lunch since I started at this job (for those of you keeping count, three months). Once again, I am reassured that it was absolutely the right decision to leave there. The girls are all going insane with the amount of work that is being piled on them; and as I was leaving, they were all saying "Bye, Danni!" and the new Customer Service girl whips around and goes, "THAT'S Danni?!?" And she comes running up to me and introduces herself, and says, "I've heard so many great things about you," and then in a really quiet voice, so as to not be overheard by the Bald Eagle, "you know they REALLY miss you." And of course, I defer, 'of course they don't, whatever...' and she says again, "Yes, they do - especially the installers..."

That's right, people. I'm a legend.

Our Next President?

I already passed this along to the Zuke as he's a big fan, but now that I think about it, I believe we are all fans...

www.walkenforpres.com

Unfortunately, it's a hoax, but it's astounding to me that someone put that much effort into it...too bad it's not true...he'd probably win.

I think he could solve all the world's problems just by saying, "Come, champan-yah."

I Forgot...

I forgot to transcribe the funniest comment I made last night:

"Well, there was extra beer in the house. It had to go.....somewhere......."

Okay, so maybe I'm the only one that finds that funny...

Drunken Disco Singing....

TermiteDanni: story of my life
TermiteDanni: doing good, doing good - BAM - SHIT
TermiteDanni: fucked up for God knows how long
RTHFroggy: ok now you are starting to worry me go put some grease on
TermiteDanni: some what?
RTHFroggy: john travolta grease what were you thinking
TermiteDanni: HAHAHA
TermiteDanni: you're right
TermiteDanni: Balck Eyed Peas aren't doin it
RTHFroggy: what the hell were you thinking i meant by grease
TermiteDanni: like junk food?
TermiteDanni: as in hangover remedy?
RTHFroggy: oh well that too!
TermiteDanni: WE ARE FAMILY
TermiteDanni: I GOT ALL MY SISTAHS WITH ME
RTHFroggy: lol
TermiteDanni: I'm going to PISS off my neightbors
RTHFroggy: who cares
TermiteDanni: GOT the sterio way up
RTHFroggy: good
TermiteDanni: dmmit I have to save this - this is gonna be hilarious tomorrow
TermiteDanni: or embarrassing
TermiteDanni: one or the other
RTHFroggy: no not embarrassing
TermiteDanni: so much for the piano lessons
TermiteDanni: not helping with the typing at the moment
RTHFroggy: that is ok i cam translate. ok be back in five my sister is calling. damn her for not being him
TermiteDanni: okay
TermiteDanni: yeah - DAMMIT
TermiteDanni: my favorite word right now
TermiteDanni: DAMMIT
RTHFroggy is away at 8:16:20 PM.
RTHFroggy returned at 8:16:23 PM.
RTHFroggy: brb
TermiteDanni: okay
TermiteDanni: THAT's the Way
TermiteDanni: uh-huh uh-huh
TermiteDanni: I LIKE it
TermiteDanni: uh-huh uh-huh
TermiteDanni: crap it's only 8:20
TermiteDanni: and I'm DRUNK
TermiteDanni: Durnk on cuh-hooooooold ones
TermiteDanni: the property of ones:
TermiteDanni: the one-itude is directly proportinoal to the cold-itude of the ONE
TermiteDanni: a ONE that is not cold is scarcely a ONE at ALL
RTHFroggy is idle at 8:26:27 PM.
TermiteDanni: Your'e a SHINING STAR
TermiteDanni: no matter WHO you are
TermiteDanni: She's a BRICKKKKK HOUUUUUUUUUUUUSE
TermiteDanni: She's mighytmighty - lettin it all hang ouuuuuuuuuuuuut
TermiteDanni: I believe in miraclesssssssss YOU SEXY THING
TermiteDanni: baow baowbaowboawboaw boaaaaaaaaw
TermiteDanni: (that's the guitar)
TermiteDanni: In the NAVY
TermiteDanni: you can sail the seven seas
TermiteDanni: IN THE NAVY
TermiteDanni: yes you can put your mind at ease
TermiteDanni: IN THE NAVY
TermiteDanni: come on people and make a stand
TermiteDanni: IN THE NAVY
TermiteDanni: can't you SEE wee need a hand??!?!
TermiteDanni: clap clpa clap -- clap clap clap -- clapclapclpclpclap clapcalp claap
TermiteDanni: OH - MY THEME SONG
TermiteDanni: ONce I was afraid
TermiteDanni: I was petrified
TermiteDanni: kept thinkin I could never live without you by my side
TermiteDanni: but then I spent so many nights just thinkin how you did me wrong
TermiteDanni: adn I grew STRONG - and I learned how to get ALONG
TermiteDanni: shakeshakeshake
TermiteDanni: shakeshakeshake
TermiteDanni: shake your BOOOOOOOOOTY
TermiteDanni: shake your BOOOOOOOOOOOOOTY
TermiteDanni: DO THE HUSTLE
TermiteDanni: doodoodo do do do doodoodoododo
TermiteDanni: DO IT
TermiteDanni: ooooooooooooo ooooo ooooo oo ooooooooooooo
TermiteDanni: DO IT

Anniversary

So today marks my 3-month anniversary with the new company...although if you're still a contractor, can you consider it an anniversary? Either way - still no word. Some comments I read on the company intranet website are making me very nervous, though...comments about hiring and whatnot. I suppose whatever is supposed to happen will happen and I'll just have to deal with it.

Awkwardness

Why does everything I do, everything I try to say, always end up awkward? I feel as though I'm constantly bungling my way around everything and never getting anything accomplished, and looking extremely clumsy in the process. It seems like whatever I say is the wrong thing to say, whatever I do is the wrong thing to do - just once I want something to go smoothly and when I look back on it I won't have to cringe in embarrassment...

What the....?!?!

I know what you're thinking - "what's up with Danni and the like 5 million posts today?? Is she on crack? Is she going insane? Oh, wait - she's always like this." Hey!!! Not nice!

Okay, that's an exaggeration - this is only #4...what can I say, it's a slow day here - not a lot of work getting done on Day Zero.

I just wanted to say that if you ever see me depressed, anxious, worried, etc. REMIND me that Disco music (cheesy as it is and as shameful as it is to admit) will ALWAYS cheer me up!!! Something about that nasally high note John Travolta tries to sing at the end of Summer Nights - always makes me crack up.

For the Sake of Pete, or the Pete of Sake....

That'll learn me to assume my emails won't get spread around - don't you hate it when you all innocently email legal about an issue that sounds kinda fishy for some advice, mentioning that the person who has brought the issue to your attention was kind of irritated, and then legal CC'S HIM ON HER REPLY?!?! WITH, of course, my little comments about how he was a little irritated and that I wanted to be sure what I was talking about before I got back to him...

GAH!

If I wasn't in trouble before, there is definitely a chance of it now. I get the feeling that I am somehow subliminally sabotaging myself here...what's up with that?

Vicious Circles

So now I'm at work...everyone is...somewhere - I'm thinking it's some sort of thing announcing Day Zero here at "Sprint Nextel Corporation." It's so quiet up here on the 6th floor - with no distractions it's easy to let your mind wander around and around in circles.

The good news is that they kept the Nextel colors - not that I'm a huge fan of yellow/black, but I think it's better than Sprint's old logo. Check it out here. HA!! Like any of you really care. Sorry for blabbering on and on about work. I'll try to think of something more interesting to talk about...

Jam-packed weekend

Again...stalling as it's time to get ready for work...

According to everyone I spoke to, the party on Friday was a success. I consider it a great achievement that even though I once again fell prey to my love of vodka, I managed to stay conscious the entire time, even though it may not have appeared so, as I spent quite a bit of time laying in bed hoping the room would stop spinning at some point. But believe me, conscious the whole time.

And of course, once again - in the wee hours of the morning there were extremely deep conversations being held...but I cannot explain - my head is still spinning and there will have to be follow up conversations before everything makes sense...

The beach also was a success - although like J, I also am having a slight disagreement with certain areas of my shoulders and such that managed to elude the sunscreen...ouch... No one escaped the jellyfish, unfortunately, but now we all know what NOT to do if you get stung by one, no thanks to the signs posted at the beach itself.

Okay, no more stalling - back to work.

Party Prep

Okay, I feel obligated (because I'm excessively neurotic sometimes) that since this upcoming party tonight was rather last minute, my house is not nearly as clean as I would like it to be. So I hope y'all are not grossed out, or offended - it's certainly no reflection on how much I respect my guests, it's just lack of time and energy.

Also, if anyone is allergic to cats, you may want to take some sort of anti-allergic type medicine if you plan on staying for an extended period of time. The vacuum can only pick up so much...

Hmmm - reading everything above again makes it sound as if I don't want anyone to show up - it's NOT TRUE!!! I love seeing everyone, please come - even if briefly - this may be the last time we physically see Chimera for a long time!!!!

Second Thoughts

I'm starting to wonder if I am really capable of doing this job....either that or I'm just having a really bad day....

Forced Vacation

Yeah, it's never a good thing when you get to work, and they tell you to go home. What did I do? Nothing...I arrived at work yesterday and there was A) no air conditioning (I work on the 6th floor - heat rises - typical DC hot sweltering summer - use your imagination), and B) no running water, i.e. no working bathrooms. Since I had only gotten 5 hours of sleep, I was actually pretty happy, until I realized that being a contractor and not working = no money.

There were two emails at work I hadn't responded to on Friday night last week. When I get back to work this morning? 96. Emails. In one day. I suppose if I were a "glass is half full" kinda gal I'd see it as job security...

Wedding Prep

So I finally saw my bridesmaid's dress today - it's very lovely - kind of hard to explain, so I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves - except you have to wait until the wedding, or at least until I actually get it - they didn't have the color in stock so they have to order it. The first one I tried on fit just about perfectly, which is amazing for me; I don't think we'll have to alter it at all. K was joking that she was going to tell my brother that she likes shopping with me because we were in and out of David's Bridal in about 25 minutes (unlike when she was there with her sister last week which took forever, apparently).

So my next mission is to find out how much the photographer will cost. For those of you who haven't heard the story, K & J hired a wedding planner a few months ago, and she started "booking" caterers, florists, etc.....and then ran off with the money. Yes, it sucks. So even though they're suing her and will most likely win, you know how long the judicial system takes these days; suffice it to say, they won't see the money before the wedding. So they're having to scale back tremendously, which is so sad considering it's one of the most important events of your life. So they've moved the ceremony to her parent's house, and were mentioning to my mom that they probably wouldn't be able to afford a photographer. So my mom decided that she wants our side of the family to all chip in and hire them one as one of their wedding presents. So I was supposed to see if I could get any info out of K today, but the fitting zipped by so quick, we never really had a chance to talk. Foiled by my inexplicable ability to fit into the first dress I tried on!!!

One of the latest pictures of "Da Baby Cat."

Revelation

Diplomacy and tact - two things you must have when working for a very large company. Just thought I'd share.

Also, the boss said it would be at least another couple of weeks to finalize the permanent employment; my 90 days is up Aug. 16...he says he'll know more on the 15th...nothing like cutting it close...

Random thought of the day: if I abbreviate my friends' names to protect their identity, no one would ever have a clue who I'm talking about, as the vast majority all have names starting with M.

Merge song of the day: Pon de Replay - Rihanna

I will explain briefly: for those of you familiar with the DC metro area, you know the spot I'm talking about when I say that I make the trek along 66 to the beltway every day and have to make the dreaded left shoulder merge onto 495. As such, I have what is becoming a tradition (because I'm a dork, it's okay you can say it) of having a kick ass song playing as I have to merge over 5 lanes of traffic in less than a mile at speeds ranging anywhere from 10 mph to 70 mph. Yeah, it's silly, but I've never been good with the whole "confidence in switching lanes" thing...

In case you were wondering, yesterday's merge song was: 9 Lives - Aerosmith (for those of you who are really geeks, or huge Aerosmith fans like me, it's also the opening song to the first Dead or Alive video game...)

Accusations

Since I've been accused of "rumor-mongering" I will make addendums to the afore-mentioned quotes:

"Damn you and such!" - general quote from Stewie from the Family Guy -
"Faster, Jeremy!" - because he wasn't dealing the cards (we were playing Uno) fast enough for Heather, apparently.
"You LOVE this ass!" - from the theme song of the night - check out Chimera's blog for access to the website in which to download it
"That's okay, honey, I'm sure it happens to most men..." - that was me, trying to be funny after Matt's beer (which apparently had been shaken up) leaked all over the deck.
"Should I find a longer line?" - sort of already explained in the previous post - I won't say who it was, but rest assured he/she did not drive home, so everyone was completely safe.

Stalling...

I don't want to go to work today - so I'm stalling as I'm supposed to be getting ready to leave.

Kudos to M for the fabulous par-tay on Saturday! Some of my favorite quotes:

"Damn you and such!"
"Faster, Jeremy!" (the Uno game kind of deteriorated into drunken innuendos after that...)
"You LOVE this ass!"
"That's okay, honey, I'm sure it happens to most men..."
"Should I find a longer line?" (after trying to walk a straight line which was about 4 feet long to determine if it was okay to drive home...)

Damn - I should really leave for work now. The weekend was way too short.